Mine novel Chapter 7

Kimberly couldn’t help but laugh at Ian who was repeatedly grumbling about the welcome party his mom mentioned earlier.

“Babe, please finish your meal.” she said stiffling a laugh.

“You don’t understand. I told her that a party wasn’t necessary since I'll be leaving soon.” he replied with a frown.

“It’s okay babe.”

“It’s not okay! She never listens to me!” he yelled making Kimberly flinch.

Ian noticed her reaction and felt bad for frightening her with his unnecessary anger.

“Baby I'm sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.” he apologized, taking her hand in his, placing light kisses on her knuckles.

“I understand” she quietly replied, stabbing her food with her fork, suddenly losing her appetite.

“Would you at least finish your meal?” she murmured, glancing at Ian who still had that upset look on his face.

“Alright.” he replied and resumed eating.

After lunch, Kimberly did the dishes while Ian stayed in the living room watching a movie. She couldn’t help but think back at Ian’s outburst. He scares her whenever he gets angry and that tends to happen pretty often. His anger was always triggered by little things which makes her wonder if that was a military thing, but she decided not to dwell too much on it so she doesn’t ruin their time together.

When she was done with the dishes, she joined Ian in the living room, cuddling up against him on the couch. He placed a kiss on the top of her head and whispered.

“I’m sorry.”

She smiled at this simple gesture, her insides fluttering from his touch. They stayed like that watching the movie before falling asleep in each other’s arms.

Kimberly was woken up the next morning by her ringing phone. She looked at her surrounding and realized that she was in the bedroom. How did she end up here? The last thing she remembers was that they were in the living room watching a movie. She was brought out of her thoughts by her phone ringing again, then she felt a movement on the bed and realized that Ian was also asleep and would wake up any minute, if she doesn’t pick her call. The alarm suddenly went off, causing her to flinch.

“Just great!” she exclaimed, immediately turning the alarm off so Ian doesn’t wake up.

Just to make sure, she stole a glance at her fiancé and thankfully he was still asleep but it won’t be long before he wakes up, she told herself, letting out a yawn and wiping off the remaining sleep with the back of her hand. She reached for her phone while quietly getting out of bed and looked at the caller ID, a wave of guilt instantly flooded her as she saw her dad’s name on the screen.

“How stupid of you Kim” she muttered, mentally face palming.

“Hello? Dad, I'm so sorry, I should’ve called last night, please forgive me. God, I feel so awful right now.” she apologized, quietly making her way out of the bedroom.

Her dad only chuckled at her rambling.

“It’s okay sweetheart. I only called to check on you.” he assured her, not one bit offended by the fact that she didn’t call.

“How are you doing?”

“I’m so excited dad. Ian is back, I still can’t believe it!” she whisper yelled as she settled on one of the arm chairs in the living room.

“Hey, don’t get too excited. You know he'll be leaving again pretty soon.”

“I know dad and I hate it”

She couldn’t hide the sadness in her voice.

“Don’t think about that yet and just enjoy the moment.”

“I’m trying dad.”

“Please do… so, how are you coping with having to be at the hospital and later be with Ian?” her dad asked with concern.

He knew Kimberly too well and he could say for a fact that she wouldn’t be able to handle work and pleasure at the same time, especially when there is a time limit.

“I asked for a leave of absence and got lucky cos the director approved it” she explained, smiling at the memory of how she had to explain to her boss the reason why she needed a leave of absence.

Just then she noticed Ian dragging his feet downstairs.

'Gosh, this guy needs to learn how to put on a T-shirt' she thought to herself as she lustfully stared at his shirtless torso.

“You’re lucky this would be the last time he’d be going back to sea.” her dad said, bringing her attention back to the phone call.